From across the courtyard I spied her gentle object. Without a sound her eyes danced upon my soul, and I was forever her's to command. I approach her, my words like a fawn on fresh legs fall clumsy from my mouth. Her polite yet hesitant smile charms the crowded room.
I await her reply, my heart pauses fearing rejection and even laughter. But her kindness is given without worry fully and unconditional. She speaks gently with the lips of beauty's quiet. I sense a doubt in her about my ability but she reveals it not.
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